-Monday Morning-
It's was 6am in The Windy City. A weekend had gone by, and so far, everything between Emma and Phil is going great. However, it's the start of the week, and the first day of school for Emma under Phil's supervision. But things will go easy, right? HA- no.
Charlotte had warned Phil beforehand mornings with Emma were rather hard. He didn't believe her, but just in case, he set his alarm clock on his phone for 6am. He was up rather late last night, so he wasn't so happy when his alarm clock went off in the morning.
"Ugh…." Phil mumbled into his pillow under his blanket.
He had the strength to pull his head up, then situate his whole body on the bed and sit up, then he leaned over to the bed stand beside him and grabbed his cell phone to turn the alarm off. He got up and grabbed his sling then put it on and adjusted it. After that he went into the bathroom and put some cold water on his face to help him wake up, but he still yawned after. He rubbed his eyes with his right hand, then headed down the hall to Emma's room. He knocked on the door, expecting Emma to be up already and all ready for school, something his sisters would do growing up. However, Phil got no response. He knocked on it again, figuring she hadn't heard him before. Yet once again, no response.
"Come on, Em," Phil sighed, rubbing his eyes again, before opening her door and walking in- only to see he was completely WRONG.
Emma was knocked out cold. She was all tangled up in her bed sheets, sleeping like a baby. Phil just walked over, then with his right arm, he started to gently shake her to wake her up.
"Emma, wake up, you gotta get ready for school," Phil said to her. Emma just grunted in her sleep. Phil sighed again, then continued to shake her, though this time slightly more forcefully. "Come on, Emma, you can't miss a day of school, get up, NOW," He said more sternly.
"Ugh…." Emma grunted, turning around in her bed so she wasn't facing Phil. Clearly she was awake, she just didn't want to get out of bed.
"Emma, come on get up," Phil said, shaking her still. She kept ignoring him. He sighed, then grabbed the sheets and tried to pull them off, but his one arm was no match for her two. She was able to hold on and ultimately pull her sheets back to her. "Alright, that's it."
Phil then used his free arm to pick Emma up in his arm- for a 12 year old, she was pretty small, not even 5 feet tall and barely 100 pounds - then he placed her on the floor and she landed on her feet, then just looked at her dad as if he had gone crazy.
"What was that!" Emma asked him, trying to untangle herself from the blankets that were covering her.
"Come on, you gotta go shower for school," Was all Phil said, once again adjusting the sling on his upper left side.
"You could have woken me up gently…" Emma rolled her eyes before walking out of the room to head to the bathroom to shower.
Phil just stood there in belief at what his daughter just said, with an eyebrow raised as well. He shook his head, then headed downstairs to go make some breakfast for her-Fruit Loops with a glass of milk. It wasn't ALL that extravagant, but it's a school day, not the weekend or anything special. Emma was upstairs for a good 30 minutes getting ready before she came downstairs to watch 'Big Time Rush' real quick on TV while eating her breakfast, which took another 30 minutes. It was now 7am, and school started in 30 minutes. It would take 15 minutes to get to her school, however, so after that they hopped into Phil's car and took off for school.
"So, where's your school again?" Phil asked Emma, who was trying to find her favorite radio station, while they were at a red light.
"Capone Junior High," Emma responded after she found the station. "It's over by Oak Park. Trust me," Emma said, looking at him real quick. "You'll know it when you see it."
"Alright then…." Phil kind of shrugged as the light turned green.
The rest of the car ride to Emma's school was silent except for Lady Gaga and Katy Perry songs on the radio. It took about 10 more minutes after that to get there, and when they did, Phil realized EXACTLY what Emma met.
"WHAT THE HELL!" He shouted. "This line is SO LONG!"
"They don't have a proper drive thru, so all these cars get packed in and go one at a time," Emma rolled her eyes.
"This is so stupid…" Phil rolled his eyes, leaning back in his car seat. He and Emma would be here for a while.
-9:15am, start of 3rd Period, Emma's POV*
"I need more lotion, lemme borrow some?" I asked Cassidy as I was getting into my PE uniform.
"Maybe try speaking in proper English…." Cassidy said, rolling her eyes while applying lotion to her legs, right as Kayla came running in.
"The basketball team roster just got posted outside the locker room!" She yelled to Cassidy and I, completely out of breath.
"Oh my gosh, I almost forgot about Basketball!" I said, pulling my PE shirt over my head.
"We probably didn't even make the team," Cassidy sighed, handing me her lotion. I squirted some into my hand, then started rubbing it onto my legs.
"So much for getting close to Blake…" I sighed, squirting some more lotion into my hand and rubbing it onto my arms and hands. "This was the PERFECT opportunity to get close to him…"
"Hey, maybe we did make it, you never know," Kayla shrugged. Cassidy and I just looked at her, then laughed.
"We're in NO WAY…how do you say it….'sports coordinated'," Cassidy shrugged, putting air quotes around that last part right before taking her lotion back from me.
"I heard Kaylee Walters made the team," Kayla said, emphasizing Kaylee's name. Cassidy and I were both speechless. Kaylee isn't, how Cassidy would say, sports coordinated…well, she's not coordinated at all. She's really nice and all, but she's the definition of a geek. The exact definition. Honestly, if Kaylee made the team, either Miss Ryan was REALLY desperate, or Kaylee actually may have been good, I don't remember.
"You know...it wouldn't hurt if we went to go check out the roster," I said, after hearing that.
"Yeah, you know…maybe," Cassidy agreed, putting her lotion in her locker and shutting it.
Then, the three of us ran out of the locker room and looked over on the door, but there was already a group of girls looking at the team roster, so we had to wait. Eventually they all went away so we could see it. I couldn't see any of our names.
"Oh well…" I shrugged. Cassidy and Kayla just looked at me as if I was crazy.
"What are you talking about?" Kayla asked.
"We didn't make the team," I Said.
"No," Cassidy said. "WE didn't make the team," She said, pointing to her and Kayla when she said We. Then, she pointed to me. "YOU made it, though!"
"Wait what!" I asked, shocked.
I looked again, and I couldn't believe it. Right above Krystal Carson was my name. I probably didn't recognize it because it said Emma Brooks, NOT Emma Gonzalez.
"Emma Brooks, basketball player….nice ring," Kayla smiled, heading into the gym. Cassidy just looked at me.
"Emma Brooks actually does sound nice," Cassidy smiled, following Kayla into the gym. I just stood there with a goofy smile on my face.
"Yeah….it does," I said, still smiling. Then, I went into the gym as well.
-1:28pm, end of 8th period, passing period-
"Did you hear? Mrs. Cates is giving a pop quiz in Math," Kayla said as her, Cassidy and I were walking to our next class- Math.
"Seriously? Stupid…." Cassidy sighed.
"I'm not ready!" I basically freaked. "And I CAN'T get another F!"
"Well…not much you can do," Cassidy shrugged, as did Kayla, who just walked into Math class. I sighed, then was about to go into Math class as well, but was stopped by Haylee Winters, the girl I was paired up with Friday during the exhibition game, and as I predicted, team captain of the Basketball Team.
"Brooks," She walked up to me, with two other girls behind her, also on the team. "Whatcha got next period?"
"Math," I Sighed, then rolled my eyes.
"Ew…" One of the girls behind her said.
"I hear Mrs. Cates gave out a pop quiz today…" The other girl said.
"Only to her regular classes, her advance class just did a worksheet," Haylee said, fixing her hair.
"Wow," I rolled my eyes. "Did you want something? I gotta get in, I can't afford another tardy."
"ACTUALLY, that's the thing," Haylee said. "We don't have our first practice until Friday, but there's no gym class this period and Miss Ryan isn't here, the gym is completely empty. We were thinking about ditching 9th period and playing a little 2 on 2, you and I against these two?" Haylee asked. I just bit my lower lip.
I've NEVER ditched school before, yet alone a class. I couldn't start now…but, Mrs. Cates doesn't know whether or not I'm here anyway…and I only have to finish my Science packet for tomorrow…I could get some extra time to study for the quiz tonight and AT LEAST get a C on it, and I NEED a good grade on this…
"So uh, 2 on 2?" I said, with a smirk as I walked with the other girls over to the gym to play basketball.
-After school-
I still can't believe I ditched 9th period…and I can't believe we didn't get caught either. We were pretty loud, but most of the teachers here are all old and deaf, probably didn't hear us. I told Phil- I'm still not used to, or ready to, calling him dad- that I'd walk home today since he needed more rest, he was up most of the night because his shoulder was killing him, as he said. I spent this whole walk home thinking about ditching. On one half, I felt guilty, on the other half, I'm still on the team, which not only equals popularity, but time with Blake, AND I get time to study for math. Maybe this wasn't a bad idea after all.
I walked into the house and saw Phil laying down on the couch with a Pepsi opened, watching…I don't know what show.
"Hey, Phil," I Said, walking in, then taking off my coat and my boots.
"Hey, Em. How was school?" He asked.
"Boring…as usual," I rolled my eyes, walking into the kitchen to grab a Pepsi myself.
"Always is," Phil said, sitting up.
"Yep," I agreed, opening the Pepsi up and taking a sip.
"A couple minutes ago, I actually got a call from one of your teachers, I think Math? Whoever Mrs. Cates is," Phil said, causing me to spit out my Pepsi.
"O-Oh y-y-yeah?" I stuttered. What if she told him I ditched! Oh crap. "W-w-what About?"
"Nothing really, she just wanted to schedule a meeting with me Friday after school," Phil shrugged. "I guess she just wants to meet me." I just sighed in relief.
"Oh, really? Well I have Basketball practice after school Friday, so can you stay after and take me home?" I asked, then saw Phil light up.
"You made the Basketball team?" He asked, with a smile stretching across his face.
"Just found out this morning," I smiled.
"Congrats, Kiddo!" Phil smiled, coming over and hugging me.
"Thanks," I said, with my arms around him. Then we let go. "I'm gonna go upstairs…homework."
"Oh yeah, you should get that done, maybe tonight we could watch the Bulls game or something? You know, for pointers," He said.
"Yeah, we could do that!" I said, a smile once again stretching across his face.
"Alright, well uh, for now…just get your homework done," He said.
"Alright," I Said, grabbing my Pepsi and my backpack and heading upstairs to my room, once again sighing in relief.
-YIKES, Emma isn't that sweet little girl Phil thought she was, now is she? Wonder what's gonna happen when Phil finds out about everything with her and Math? ;D should have an update by Friday. Review please!-